Signing in from Huaguo Mountain, I am not Sun Wukong

Chapter 132

Chapter 132

"This is……"

After Sun Wukong had a little insight, his heart couldn't help shaking.

In Sun Wukong's mind, this great celestial art is the best skill, but in front of the skills taught by Wu Kong, this great celestial art is like a street stall.

"This is the Nine Transformations of the Primordial Mist. How much you can comprehend depends on the King himself. In addition, I will pass it on to you as well!"

Wu Kong said slowly.

Sun Wukong didn't take it seriously at first, but after Wukong started to teach it, he couldn't help being a little startled after feeling the power of the Nine Transformations of Hongmeng.

Now he understands why Wukong doesn't want to learn his Taoism.

Back then, if he had known that the Spirit Monkey King's skills were so powerful, he wouldn't have needed to go far into the sea to find some immortal.

After getting the Gun Yuan Sha Jue, he found that this Gun Yuan Sha Jue seemed to be a special technique for him, because it was extremely powerful and could bring out his full strength.

"Spirit Monkey King, I didn't expect the Taoism you cultivated to be so powerful!"

Monkey King showed excitement. If he could cultivate his skills to the peak, his strength would be greatly improved.

Seeing that Sun Wukong is surrounded by endless immortal energy, he can practice this method to such a degree in such a short period of time, I am afraid that only Monkey King can do it.

"Your Majesty is just getting started. I hope you can practice hard in the future. In addition, be careful in the heavens!"

Wu Kong exhorted.

"What does the Monkey King mean?"

Sun Wukong is not a fool, Nezha rebelled against the lower realm, Wu Kong will come back immediately to teach him Taoism, it is impossible to say that there are no problems in it.

"Your Majesty, just be careful!"

Wukong sighed, although he wanted to take Monkey King away from the lower realm, but after all, Monkey King was the person who started Journey to the West, so it wouldn't be a problem if he didn't know anything, but if he knew, would he be with him? Nezha is average, being suppressed and sealed.

Although his cultivation base is strong now, he can't walk sideways in Tianting. If Tianting really wants to deal with Monkey King with all his strength, Huaguo Mountain and Monkey King will be in great trouble.

So he can only warn Monkey King, and the rest depends on Monkey King's own chance.

And he has to go down to the realm as soon as possible and practice hard.

He could faintly feel that the crisis was gradually approaching.

"Okay, don't worry, my grandson will be careful!"

Sun Wukong couldn't help but nodded when he saw Wukong being so serious.

Although he didn't think there would be any danger in Tianting, after all, he lived comfortably in Tianting for so many days, and nothing happened.

Wukong nodded.

After all, Sun Wukong Jiren has his own celestial appearance, and with his aptitude, he will practice faster in the heavenly court.

In addition, Monkey King does not have the Nine Heavens Breathing Land like him, and can absorb immortal energy in the mortal world. For Monkey King, the best place to practice is the fairy world.

Then Wukong said goodbye and left. Sun Wukong watched Wukong leave and stopped walking his horse. He quickly sat down cross-legged and began to practice.

……

At this time in the royal study.

The Jade Emperor suddenly seemed to have sensed something, and when he raised his hand, the list of gods appeared in front of him, and a strange force emanated from the list of gods.

"Strange, why is this breath so powerful? Which immortal has improved? But no matter what, any immortal who is strong will be of great benefit to me!"

The Jade Emperor talked to himself, and then checked the memorial about Beiju Luzhou.

"Nezha went to Beiju Luzhou and then disappeared. This is a bit strange. Beiju Luzhou has always been the confidant of the heavenly court, and even the remnants of the demon court are in Beiju Luzhou. If Nezha If you unite with those prehistoric monsters in Beiju Luzhou, there will be some troubles!"

The Jade Emperor's eyes flickered, but after a flash of light in his eyes, he seemed to think of something, and a sneering smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

……

Outside a temple, in a temple, many mortals are praying in it, and the incense is in full swing.

Wu Kong stood outside the temple, for some reason, he always felt that something was wrong with the temple.

Let Wu Kong, who was going back to Huaguo Mountain, come here.

"It's here, it's the monks here that saved our village!"

"I never thought there would be such a sacred place here!"

"Let's go in and fulfill our wish!"

"..."

Many villagers flocked here and hurried in to offer incense.

A monk saw this scene with a smile on his face.

"My Buddha asked me to carry forward the Dharma. I brought the Dharma to Nanzhan Buzhou and spread it in Qin State. I hope it can satisfy my Buddha!"

Speaking of this, the monk put his palms together and recited Amitabha.

Just as Wu Kong was about to enter it, he felt a murderous intent!

A terrifying killing intent strikes.

Wu Kong looked into the distance, and seemed to see a large group of troops coming here.

It appears that something happened.

Wu Kong's figure disappeared in a flash.

At this time, a few miles away from the temple, a group of troops is quickly encircling the temple.

In an instant, the temple was surrounded.

Seeing this scene, many poor people couldn't help but worry, for fear that these troops would be against them.

At this time, a middle-aged man who was the leader walked in.

"Master Xu, all these monks from other lands are here!"

The leading general in armor said respectfully.

"Kill them all!"

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed coldly, and he said coldly.

"Yes!"

These armored soldiers spoke in unison.

Then the soldiers walked towards the temple.

At this time, the middle-aged man said coldly: "Leave everyone who is irrelevant, otherwise, shoot and kill!"

Many poor people fled outside after hearing this sentence.

And the monks in the temple all showed ugly colors.

"This benefactor, what is the meaning of this? We are thinking of the people around us, getting rid of evil spirits and giving them a stable life, but you want to kill us?"

The head monk shook his head with a look of compassion on his face.

Wu Kong, who was standing on one side of the roof, was also very curious.

Before he went to the Heavenly Court, he saw monks in the temple taking action to kill the demon clan in order to protect the mortals.

Although he doesn't like the West and the East, but just from this point of view, at least it helps mortals.

But now there are so many soldiers to deal with these monks.

"Hahaha!"

Hearing the monk's words, the middle-aged man in charge couldn't help but raised his head and laughed.

"A few years ago, I also thought that you were really dealing with the demon clan for the sake of mortals, but the incidents of the demon clan have become more and more frequent in recent years, and it all started after you came here!"

The middle-aged man smiled and shook his head.

The head monk frowned when he heard the words, looked at the middle-aged man and said: "The world is chaotic, and mortals are all trapped in boundless karma. There are so many monster clans in the world. Why is it so strange for some monster clans to invade and kill mortals? Could it be?" What does your lord mean, or is it that the demon clan I have attracted will fail?"

"When you come to the west, aren't these monster races just for you to promote Buddhism?"

The middle-aged man shook his head: "Could it be that you want me to show evidence? I believe there should be demon clans in the temple!"

As he said that, the eyes of the middle-aged man flashed.

As soon as these words came out, the head monk's complexion became a little gloomy.

"Forgive me, please leave the benefactors, otherwise, the poor monk will be rude!"

The headed monk shook his head, took a step, and shook his head and said.

Seeing this scene, Wu Kong was a little surprised. He didn't expect that these seemingly merciful monks would still use this method to spread Buddhism.

"Go ahead!"

The middle-aged man took a step back and waved his hand!

Many soldiers drew out their swords and went straight to these monks.

Instead of retreating, these monks took a step forward, their bodies shining with precious light, and the light of Buddha was dazzling.

At this time, there are even more Buddhist voices surrounding the sky.

There are also countless phantoms of Buddha condensed in the sky.

"My Buddha is merciful and saves all beings!"

The head monk said and slapped out a palm, and the billowing Buddha light swept out.

boom!

Even if these soldiers are somewhat skilled and brave and good at fighting on the battlefield, how can they be opponents in the face of these extraordinary monks.

With the palm of the monk, under the violent force, countless mortal soldiers flew out, blood spattered, and the flesh and blood were separated, which was extremely tragic.

"A merciful monk actually did such a thing. If those believers see it, I'm afraid they will be disappointed!"

The middle-aged people fell down one after another when they saw the people they brought, but their expressions remained unchanged.

"who are you?"

The head monk looked at the middle-aged man, clasped his hands together and said.

"Poverty Xu Fu!"

As the middle-aged man spoke, he shook his palm, and a long sword appeared in his hand, and a sharp sword energy emanated from the long sword.

"Xu Fu? A mere mortal, also trying to prevent our Buddhist sect from carrying forward the Dharma?"

The head monk had a cold expression on his face.

While walking, the leading monk showed an icy look, unable to pinch the King Ming Seal with his palm, he raised his hand and slapped it out.

The rolling Buddha's voice fell slowly, and countless auras condensed in the surrounding void. These auras swept in and then condensed into the sky, forming a huge bergamot.

A vast, majestic palm exuded dazzling Buddha light, and fell with the head monk.

The huge bergamot also crashed down.

Rumble!

The sky and the earth roared, the rumbling sound was earth-shattering.

The whole ground seemed to start shaking violently.

And Xu Fu below is like an ant, who will be slapped to death by the bergamot.

As the Buddha's palm fell, it covered the sky and the sun, as if covering everything.

Just when the Buddha's palm shook the ground, leaving a huge Buddha's palm on the ground, a flash of sword light shook the sky.

"The point of the sword, broken!"

A beam of sword light shot out from the Buddha's palm, tearing the Buddha's palm apart.

A figure and the sword light seemed to become one, and wherever the sword light passed, the heavens and the earth made a piercing sound.

Go straight to the head monk.

Bang!

The Buddha light of the head monk was condensed, like the sun, surrounding him.

boom!

The sword light fell on the Buddha's light, as if hitting gold and iron, it made a roar.

Jian Guang flew out backwards, and then turned into Xu Fu.

Blood flowed from the corner of Xu Fu's mouth.

"It's such a powerful breath. Sure enough, Buddhists from the West are not so easy to deal with!"

Xu Fu muttered to himself.

"Amitabha!"

The head monk clasped his hands together, his eyes flashed with gold, and he said, "I have to say that the skill of the donor is far superior to ordinary people, but it's a pity, ordinary people are ordinary people after all!"

Wu Kong watched this scene, crouched on the eaves, and shook his head.

This Xu Fu's strength is indeed not weak, he has already reached the level of a monk, and he is not far away from becoming an immortal. However, these monks have already reached the level of immortal cultivation, and they can come from the far west to spread the Dharma. will be weak.

With absolute strength, Xu Fu seemed destined to be killed.

But what he knew about Xu Fu was probably to find the elixir for the first emperor, and went out to find the elixir, so how could he deal with these monks.

Now if Xu Fu was exterminated, who would be looking for the elixir of life?

Tatata!

At this moment, a person walked into the temple. This person was also a middle-aged man, but Wu Kong's first impression was that this person was full of murderous intent.

It was as if there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood behind him.

Although it couldn't be compared with the underworld, it was the first time he saw such a terrifying existence in the mortal world.

"Xu Fu, as I said before, how can people in the Buddhist sect be weak? You actually deal with them alone!"

This person seemed to know Xu Fu, and said with some complaints at this moment.

"Even if you come, I'm afraid it's about the same. The strength of these people is beyond our ability to deal with!"

Xu Fu smiled wryly and shook his head, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth and looking gloomy.

"is it?"

The man smiled slightly and walked directly towards the Buddhist disciples.

"After deciding to deal with the Eastern and Western Immortal Buddhas, I have already awakened that my bloodline is not comparable to your Xu Fu!"

"Benefactor, please leave, don't ruin your life!"

The leading monk shook his head and said.

After hearing these words, the middle-aged man kept walking and walked towards the monk step by step.

Just as he got close to the monk, the monk clapped his palm again.

"The Dharma is boundless, since the benefactor insists on sending him to death, I will give him a ride!"

With a palm strike, countless dazzling Buddha lights in the surrounding world shook the heavens and the earth, and boundless spiritual energy swept in, directly hitting the middle-aged man.

Rumble!

These auras hit the middle-aged man, but the middle-aged man seemed to emit a real roar, as if the middle-aged man was not made of flesh and blood at all, but made of gold and iron.

"die!"

The middle-aged man gave a loud shout, clenched his fists, and smashed it out.

Nothing fancy, just a punch.

boom!

The fist wind fell on the head monk's surrounding Buddha light.

The Buddha's light around him kept trembling.

The head monk looked calm at first, but the next moment the head monk showed a look of shock, his face turned pale with shock, and when he wanted to back off, it was too late.

A punch landed directly on his body.

The head monk flew out directly, like a kite with a broken string, and hit the temple.

The middle-aged man didn't look at the monk, but looked back at Xu Fu and said, "Give me the sword!"

Xu Fu glanced at the sword in his hand, couldn't help but smile wryly, and then threw it away.

The middle-aged man held the long sword in his hand, as if possessed by a killing god, and the murderous aura was as real as it was.

Cut out with one sword, one after another.

A monk's head fell to the ground in an instant.

Wu Kong couldn't help being taken aback when he saw this scene.

"A member of the Witch Clan!"

(End of this chapter)